A child and his child.
Summary: The days have passed since Max encountered his legendary friend. But one Christmas united the best of best friends. A one shot story. 6thmovieshipping.
(Music: Here without you by 3 doors down.)
Christmas. It's been a long time since we've been to that special place.
"Max, can you hang this star on top of the tree?" That's my sister May that got quite the dumb knowledge and phobia of pokemon at first. Until Ash the contestant who wanted to become a champion met my sister and I and began our journey to Hoenn.
As I climbed up the ladder to hang the star, I saw the beautiful night sky and …
"Have I seen that before?"
…
Max. My friend.
He was my best friend when we enjoyed our time in the flying things we rode.
He saved me from that man's insanity and anger.
That helped me in the end.
Now that Christmas is near, I pondered on what to do.
Many new things I wanted to do.
But everytime I wanted something, something else …
Is not there.
What was it?
Is it, an object?
Some time has gone and thought of everything touchable.
Until I saw my star again …
Arceus, … that child … what is he?
Until I shed a tear, when a warm feeling of sadness, soothed my heart.
Should I be, his teacher? No. A true friend?
I am so … hollow.
…
December 24, 11: 50 PM.
I am still viewing the comet that I've seen a few years ago.
Right now, I recall that feeling.
That special someone.
Who made me feel so special about myself.
Jirachi. Why do I feel so alone? Shouldn't I be happy?
No. I accepted the part that he has to rest for a millennia.
Still, what makes me see something deeper?
A shooting star followed through the millennia.
I felt like speaking a Christmas wish.
I wish that I can meet that someone's feeling
I fell asleep with content.
…
Christmas day. A wonderful day it is that all of us family feasted.
Ms. Dalia and her family visited us, except for the father.
We enjoyed the presents that all of us got.
[ this is jirachi speaking ; this is max speaking]
'Max.'
'Huh?'
Then everything went shiny. Once the smog cleared, I see it.
This thing that makes me feel special.
'Jirachi?'
I can see him recognizing me.
I feel a flame. The same flame I felt.
'Merry Christmas, Max'
He hugged each other. Our very own selves.
As the crystals of our flames.
Just by seeing and hugging him with belief.
This is my best friend! Jirachi!
'Merry Christmas Jirachi.' I cried in joy.
As if we promised me a creed.
…
Years later, both of us lived together.
As brothers. Like Ash and Pikachu.
Jirachi was my younger brother.
And it all began, with memories.
The eve of our preparation.
Finally, our ultimate present.
A fellow brother.
Author's note: All character's belong to Mr. Junichi Masuda and Ken Sugimori along with the song owned by 3 doors down.